At school durring free period i went to the library to do some studying.
I looked down at my trig book and sighed.
Why is this soo difficult?
I grabbed my phone to see if any of the girls have texted me back , but of course they didnt.
I leaned back in my chair and sighed.
I looked over to my left and saw a girl slumped at a table with her book open and her papers everywhere. I held back a laugh.
People at this school is a trip.
On the right there was a study group going on, they were all freshmen of course.
I laid my head down for a couple of seconds until i was interupted.
"So this is what studying looks like." Jacob said.
I rolled my eyes and slowly lifted my head.
I was met with his annoyingly charming smile.
I proped my head up with my arm and looked at him.
Today he was wearing a black shirt with bold gold letters that said 'finally famous' and skinny jeans that had a silver chain hanging from one side and a New Orleans Saints snapback on the other side.
He was decent looking, ill give him that.
"What do you want?" I asked lazily.
He sat down in front of me and laid his head on the table.
"Nothing really, just want to talk." He said.
"Well i have trig to do and i really need to pass this test if i want to stay on the team so leave." I said.
Something flashed in Jacobs eyes and suddenly he smirked.
"Oh no, what are you thinking?" I asked.
"You need to pass trig, right?"
Is he stupid , i just said that.
I nodded my head.
"I'm in AP trig right now, and i'm passing with a B+." He said proudly.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Okay great, congratulations." I said sarcastically.
"You know, i could tutor you." He said.
I scoffed. "I dont need help."
Jacob chuckled. "Oh really? Then whats your grade?"
I shifted in my seat, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.
"A D-." I mumbled.
Jacob leaned in and dramatically cupped his hand around his ear.
"I'm sorry what was that?" He asked seeming amused.
I rolled my eyes.
"A D-." I whined.
He sat back in his chair.
"See you suck at math and im a math wiz, i can help you if you want."
I to leaned back in my chair and pulled on my poker face.
"I know that if you help me your going to want something."
Now he looked really amused.
"I just simpily want to help a friend." He said.
I nodded my head slowly.
"Okay, sure."
"Maybe for a little price to pay." He mumbled to himself.
"See i knew you would do this." I whisper yelled.
I glanced at him , "I will not go out with you." I stated.
"Think of it more like an outing." He said with a little smile.
I thought to myself, if i fail im off the team and wont get scouted, but if i let him help me and i pass i can stay on and possibly get scouted but id have to go on an "outing" with him.
It kind of seems like a small price to pay, i guess one little outing wouldnt hurt .
My eyes met Jacob's and i sighed and held my hand out.
"Fine, deal."
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Ooh looks like Sophie is going to have an "outing" with Jacob soon ! But first lets see if he really is a math wiz and is any help .XXO

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